Wednesday is my PG online half day. I was working in the morning and it was really good, productive, intense, and then my personal cell fell and landed on the edge of my bamboo lap table. The table that I spent a good deal of time on with sand paper so the edges didn't cut into my wrists. The screen has a purple to green line through it where the top line of the onscreen keyboard would be. I am annoyed. I have banished my phone to my bedroom and can hear it calling out. I decided to buy a screen replacement kit for it rather than pay 100 at a store.
I sulked through PG. My microphone didn't work on this phone because there is no jack, so when I was called on I couldn't talk. I decided to write up my pepeha and paint while listening and taking notes.
We were given a task on Tuesday to do for Wednesday, and by the time that I got around to doing the task it was 2:30am. I hadn't slept enough and it bugs me that we are expected to drop everything to do these things. Especially the US that want to pass with high marks.
Off track.
Judgement is what I thought about in meditation at the end of yoga last night.
I knew I should have rushed home and blogged about it before the line of thought vanished. I was soooo hungry that I had to make that a priority.
My thoughts will reshuffle and I will recall what I wanted to blog about this topic at a later date. For now, I need to get back to doing work.
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